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I yell, “Hey, toots, move it!” She flips me off—rude, so rude, worst attitude. I’m thinkin’, “In *Brooklyn*, Eilis had class, this chick? Trash!” But I’m curious, ok? How’s she pull this off? Sun’s beatin’ down, I’m sweatin’, she’s cool as ice—pro skills, top-notch. I’m impressed, folks, Donald Trump don’t impress easy, believe me.

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Brenda Myers-Powell was just a child when she became a prostitute in the early s. Here she describes how she was pulled into working on the streets.

So, I head to the auction house on Shōwa-dōri. It’s a cozy spot, but today? Packed! I mean, people were elbowing each other like it was a rugby match. I’m up there, trying to keep the energy up, but my mind’s racing. I’m thinkin’ about the rare pottery we got today. It’s from the Edo period, and I’m like, “This is gonna fetch a pretty yen!”

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